Medic Who ? || A TFP Ratchet fanfiction

Chapter 10 : Jealousy in the air

A few mega cycles has passed now. There wasn't much interesting things that had happened for you humans to know.
And other things that you SHOULDN'T know.
Simple patrols here and there, as well as chatting, him and I being as close as ever...and bulkhead breaking my tools !

For primus sake
I NEEDED THAT
Is it so hard for a wrecker to be careful arohnd something as fragile and useful as tools ? How am i supposed to properly work without them ? Thank you very much Bulkhead

Thanks to that i spent most of my time fixing my belongings that someone broke, instead of doing my respective duty as a medic and now sparkmate.

Yes, of course, you weren't there, you couldn't have known.

He asked me to be his sparkmate, which i agreed, as he is the closest and most important Cybertronian i know.

What is a sparkmate ?
Puh-lease, are humans all the same ? Do you all come with a curiosity device ? Or are you trying to piss me off and see me grumpy ?

A sparkmate is the equivalent of a soulmate
We share our emotions and memories, even if his aren't the warmest nor the sweetest memories, i still accept and welcome them.

I've literally spent breems explaining to our three "friend" humans everything about sparkmating and its effects.
Before having to handle their stupid comments questions, which wasn't pleasant at all.
Even my mate had to hold back any violent actions and words against the humans as he was seeing me struggling and messing with my (unbroken) tools, resting on my desk near me.

How can Optimus consider them as allies ? Yet support them and their selfish narcissistic pride ?
Sometimes they even act like scraplets, maybe a bit more fleshy and squishy scraplets, but still being nuisances.

Talking about nuisance

Wheeljack arrived on earth not too short after
Another wrecker, another reason to hide my tools.
His "cow boy" style, as some humans would describe it, was greatly annoying me
And i wasn't the only one displeased.

As I Iooked at my partner, i could see him fuming in rage as the new wrecker had decided it was an amazing idea to nickname me as "Sunshine" and "Doc"

By the allspark
My name is not Doc !
I would rather have him calling me Doctor or by my name, Ratchet.
Sunshine ? What even is this nickname ? Is it because of my orangish paint with white ? Puh-lease, find something original, i am not a 5,778 Kelvin fire ball made of hydrogen and helium and i do not have planets and their satellites around me spinning.

I am a Cybertronian CMO
Why is it so hard to understand ?

Apparently i was deep lost into my thoughts and own rage as I didn't notice my mate placing a hand in mine in atttenpt to calm me down
Which i have to admit was efficient enough as i squeezed back and glanced at him, gratefully

After the presentations, Bulkhead and Wheeljack decided to play lob while i was working on the groundbridge, My partner handling me the tools i needed

At least he was careful and delicate with them, even with his long and sharp claws who could easily dent or even cut the slightest metallic/iron item

See ? One can be careful when they want

Well, fine, i am maybe being a bit too much grumpy about it

Wheeljack surprisingly asked me about how the groundbridge worked and if i was the creator. I knew about his scientist past but i never thought a transportation portal would amazed him as much as that. He was more the kind of mech to be impressed with blowing engines and anything that evolves explosives.

Thus why he was always having a grenade on his hips, sometimes playing with it and throwing it in the air, earning a groan and a warning from me

We wouldnt want the base to blow up now would we ?

But the more it went, the more Wheeljack acted weird
And the more my partner was by my side
He could sense it too
Especially when Bulkhead was telling stories of what happened when him and Wheeljack were in the wreckers

It seemed Bulkhead wasn't conviced when Wheeljack explain his own part of the story
Something the "real" wheeljack would have known, apparently
Next thing i knew, the impostor grabbed miko and ordered us to stay still as he was near the groundbridge
I of course attempted to trick him so i could save the human girl, failing as he turned around and glared at me, making me raising my servo in the air, the other holding back my sparkmate as they were close to jump on them.

Yes you heard me, i tried to save a human
I still hate them of course, they're still nuisances

Before he could cross the groundbridge, the (real ?) wheeljack jumped in, making the impostor let go of miko who landed in Bulkhead's servo and started fight him.
A moment later, the decepticon intruder was on the floor before being thrown back into the groundbridge.

And so the real "party" started, loud music playing in my audio receptors

Oh joy...

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chapter 10 is here